swampash wrote:Yeah...it was just a feeble attempt to have another swipe at the girlie home economics thread. I'm anticipating a knitting thread sometime soon. In the words of Paula Cole: where have all the cowboys gone?

Right, well, do I ever feel the sissy... pfft...

Look mate... I learned a long time ago, the fastest way into a womans knickers, is through her stomach... but then maybe that's not for you... fair enough... but I've got no problem at all, about being able to cook... I can do my own laundry and wipe my own arse as well... but hey Swampy, we don't judge here... so don't feel embarrassed...

I love eating, so can cook too...but the idea of swapping recipes, Alf..FFS...

So don't bother then!

Fuckin hell... it's not complicated...

I don't much find time to read, but you don't see me in here calling everyone who does, a boring cunt, do you?

good to know you're well in touch with your female sensibilities Alf. Stick with it. None of us will think any the less of you for having done domestic science instead of physics. Or maths.

Didn't do domestic science. or physics, or maths... in fact, I didn't do school... I was too busy knocking ten shades of shit out of obnoxious, nerdy, little scrotes, such as your good self... I did however one day grow up to realize that was wrong... so I took up kneading bread instead of self inflated heads... just as therapeutic, mind...

"Badges, to god-damned hell with badges! We have no badges. In fact, we don't need badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges, you god-damned cabrón and ching' tu madre! Come out from that shit-hole of yours. I have to speak to you."

Don't know, we'll see... what about you? Can put down your copy of NOW magazine, long enough to watch it?

"Badges, to god-damned hell with badges! We have no badges. In fact, we don't need badges. I don't have to show you any stinking badges, you god-damned cabrón and ching' tu madre! Come out from that shit-hole of yours. I have to speak to you."